Love Queen

[Verse 1]

Ooh, love queen

Sits on her throne for all to see

Holds out her hand for all to feel

Such beauty of one just cannot be real

Must be a dream cause I can't even feel

The wind blowing in the trees

[Verse 2]

Silver hair flowing down circling[?] body

Circular patterns in her eyes that shine

She caresses my face so gently

I suppose this will end eventually

For the wind is slowly dying in the trees

[Verse 3]

What happened, the look on her face changing

You better look in the mirror now, you're aging

Oh what a drag, the flowers are wilting

She just looks like a hag wearing queen's robes

[?] and the wind is now blowing in the trees

[Guitar solos]

Ooh la la la, the look on her face changing

You better look in the mirror now, you're aging

Oh what a drag, the flowers are wilting

She just looks like a hag wearing queen's robes

[?] and the wind is now blowing in the trees